Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Olivia was no longer the young woman who would panic during a crisis.

She made plans very rationally.

Since Avery was home, she could go to the hospital.

Troy's surgery had just finished in the hospital, and he was still unconscious.

When Olivia arrived, Sean was still by his side, looking at him worriedly.

If Troy found out that his arms were completely ruined and he could no longer design jewelry, he would definitely be devastated.

His arms were very important to him.

"I'm sorry, Sean.

It's all my fault.

This wouldn't have happened if Troy hadn't tried to save me..." Jacqueline was standing next to Sean.

There were two tiny wounds on her face that were covered up by band -aids.

She stood next to Sean with a sad expression.

"It's not your fault.

I'm just glad you're fine.

Our family can't bear any more accidents." "You're here, Dr.

Fordham." Olivia walked over with a grave expression.

"Is Mr.

doctor said he'll

at that pale

the grand show Troy was about

at this point in time meant all his hard work would go down

while, Troy regained

he was still at the scene of

shouted, "Jacqueline, Jacquline! " Jacqueline rushed over with tears

"I'm here, Troy.

here." Troy sighed in relief when he saw that Jacqueline was

you're okay." He reflexively wanted to raise his hand to pat Jacqueline on the head but realized he could not move his

strained himself so hard that he started to sweat, but nothing

at his hands and muttered,

my hands?"

It's all my fault.

arms are

lift them up anymore." Jacqueline slapped

hadn't protected me, your

and give them

was still stunned by the

almost forgot

turned stiffly to

"Sean, tell me.

my arms?"

best

better." His

was still hope

"I'm disabled.

Troy